I guess He's trying to burn the house down...?

This unexplainable event happened today at 12:11pm on Wednesday, January 26, 2011. This morning my girlfriend & I woke up at 8am and we left to run some errands. We got back home at like 11:45 am and we figured we'd lie down to cuddle together before she had to leave. So we had about 15 minutes of quality time.
After our cuddle-fest was over and she decided it was time to go, I looked at the DVD digital clock to see the time was 12:10pm. We got out of bed and we gathered her things. We turned toward the kitchen counter where all the appliances are located to walk out of the apartment and we saw a small orange light on the front of the stove. The light indicated that one of the burners was "On". We stopped dead in our tracks because we both knew that we had nothing to do with it. It had not even been on that long because the electric coil burner wasn't even red yet. Not only does this scare the shit out of me because the burner knob isn't something you can walk by and accidentally turn on by, say for example a book bag hitting the knob to turn it on, you must physically push in the knob and turn to your desired setting, when I looked at the setting it was set on "5", the max being 6.
As I've explained a long time ago, probably back in 2009, the upstairs stove is gas/propane. When my Brother and Mother came home one day from being out, they walked inside the house and immediately were overwhelmed with an intensely strong odor of gas. They walked over to the gas stove and all 4 burners were turned on maximum, nobody knows who did it, nobody knows for how long it was just blasting out gas but it was enough to level a city block, IF Ignited. My Mom usually is smoking a cigarette when she gets out of the car and Thank GOD, on that day she was not smoking...that surely would have been enough to set the explosion but it didn't.

At the Bottom of the Steps & Sleep Apnea Case

OK, this happened on this past Saturday night at/around 11:30-12:30 pm>am. The date was January 22, 2011 and I just found out about it because I was upstairs talking about a dream I had last night with my Uncle David in it. I was telling my girlfriend & Brother; Then he says, "Last Saturday, when I walked passed the basement door from going to take a piss, somebody said, "HEY"! In a menacing, whispering but loud tone and I said, "Thanks for telling me now"! Simply because I want to know about everything "Questionable" that goes on in this house for my journal/blog. So, I interrogated him and there wasn't much more than what he had told me, we leave the basement door open because we have a wood stove at the foot of the steps to allow heat to rise upstairs and help with the fuel bill. So that's why the door was open, in case you're wondering.
Back to my dead Uncle David, we were talking about my dream that I had last night with my Uncle David in it. He looked so happy, I mean glowing happy, he was young, in shape, a huge smile on his face and that's all I remember. In my dream, there was no one else there that I saw but I knew people where supposed to be there, but again all I remember was how amazingly bright and joyful he was, then the dream ended. So my Brother starts to tell me a story of something that happened exactly on Saturday morning of December 18th, 2010. He remembered the date because of his son sleeping in the room with him and he was being picked up early that day, so I'm glad he remembered the date & time. He starts to tell me & my girlfriend about how he has to sleep sitting upright and I know this is true because he has Sleep Apnea (A medical condition, usually in overweight people that stop breathing when they lay/lie down sleeping) Just out of pure coincidence, that is what my Uncle died from (Along with many other problems but the coroner ruled it a heart attack due to lack of oxygen, something of that nature) Moving on with the story, my Brother says that he remembers sleeping a little bit on his right side where all his pillows are stacked, He fell asleep around 5am-6am in the morning. Around 11am, he said he felt a large, warm, almost hot point of heat radiate through a large hand, touching his right hand and it woke him up. So, he said he sat up in the bed with an enormous headache and within 10-15 seconds later, he felt the large, warm hand touch his hand again. OK, now I know this sounds like complete bullshit, straight from beyond the grave type B.S., but I've never known my Brother to fabricate a story for any reason at all. So I asked him, "Why are you telling me all this now"? and he said, "Because I think it was Uncle David that tried to wake me up, maybe because I wasn't breathing", and it made sense to me, I believed him 100%.
So, for whatever reason my Brother's right hand was touched or warmed to the point to make him wake up, I'm glad it did because it may have saved his life. I tried to think of another reason, like maybe his right hand felt hot/warm because his hand fell asleep but he made 2 good points, he said that #1 After you experience a part of your body falling asleep, like your leg, it is always followed by pins-n-needles and #2 why did the hand get touched 10-15 seconds later with the same force of warmth? I'd love to know but I'm glad this happened and I'm glad he told me about it. Now that he knows I'm keeping my journal/blog again, he said he'll let me know if anything happens upstairs but for the most part, it is all in the basement apartment... YaY for ME!

Going through my kitchen cabinets

This unexplainable event happened at 7:31am on Sunday, January 23, 2011. I was sound asleep in my bed and I suddenly heard what sounded like a kitchen cabinet door open, swing, then shut. I was wide awake at this point and I laid there and at 7:34am, I heard the top kitchen cabinet door.. The only way I can describe it is if a small child tried to open a cabinet door by using their fingers to open the door from the bottom of the door, not using the knob or handle. By the way, none of my cabinet doors have any type of knobs or handles. To continue, I heard the top kitchen cabinet door try to open and it snapped shut immediately, then I heard another door open but I never heard it shut, so it must have been like playing with the door and shut it silently. I have no clue.
I went back to sleep, (Sunday is thee only day I can sleep in) I woke up at 10:43am and I went upstairs to ask my Mom why she was in my apartment #1, and before I could get my next word out, she interrupted with, " Casey, we weren't even here, we went to get breakfast, then we went to get pig feed in Charles County". "We got home around 9:30 I guess", I was floored and then I told her what had happened. She couldn't believe it, my Dad said "It's awful active here lately ain't it"? So, I'm trying to get another investigation just for the basement apartment this time. I'm totally floored, I mean this is getting to the point where I'm thinking of buying a camcorder that can record at least 12 hours. Even if I did, I wouldn't begin to know where to set it up first. As long as I keep documenting every event, I can reference it at a later date. So, to all you non-believers, I invite you to spend a week in my apartment, you will become a believer. The bottom kitchen cabinet door by the white refrigerator is the cabinet door in question. It can't be seen from my bed and it is close to the apartment entrance. When I heard the second and third opening sounds, I could tell that it was coming from the cabinet directly above the bottom cabinet>>>
All this recent activity is different from before (The first haunting, paranormal occupation, whatever you can call it) simply because I can feel a presence, a single or possibly two-person presence, before all the negative energy here could have set off a bomb, If investigated, I would expect as many EVP's as before, maybe more...Who Knows?

Just an observation of my 2 year old Cat.

Since November 27th, 2010, we had to put down my 17 year old black lab. I know everyone says this but, She was thee best friend, thee best dog in the world, but of course I believe it and I think my kitty-kat believed it too. Ever since, she has literally not known which way to go, her normal routine has without a doubt, changed. BTW, her name is Josie Wales and she's the coolest cat ever. This female cat is so laid back, she lets my 8 & 9 year old Daughters dress her up in baby's clothes and push her around in a stroller. As I notice I'm getting off-subject at making a point, I want to bring it to the attention of readers that I am starting to question if this is normal animal companion behavior? Could it be she's trying to find her (My Black Lab)?
Just to give you an idea of what Josie goes through in a day, she starts off wanting food when there is fresh food in her bowl (Something she's never done) Then she'll go inside & outside up to, God, I can't even count, umm, I'd have to say 8-12 times in a single day, she has quit hunting but every now & then we'll find a little mole at our door step. She stays downstairs a lot. This is strange for her normal behavior, she would hardly ever go downstairs, when I find her downstairs, it's in thee most odd places like up on top of the 2"X4" walls (The basement is partly unfinished on one side, about 25%)
Maybe I should talk to a veterinarian about this because I do know one thing is for sure, our only remaining pet is acting super-strange and I don't know if she's responding to paranormal activity or the loss of our Black Lab (Oprah).

OK, now it's throwing shit, WTF?

This unexplainable event happened at/around 2:00pm on Thursday, January 13, 2011. I was sitting at my kitchen table, online and after about an hour of writing a couple resumes, I felt something hit my left knee, pretty hard too. I moved my chair back (Office chair with wheels) to see what hit me and it was a child's toy. A fake, baby bottle with some type of liquid in it to simulate milk in the bottle, anyway after it hit me, I spoke out and said, "Can you throw something again"? or "Maybe move something off the table"? I sat silent for about 15 minutes, waiting... waiting... and like always, nothing. No more action or paranormal activity that day.
Whatever entity is here, is now starting to get a little more belligerent and malevolent. So, I keep track of everything going on, however minuscule it may be, I want the investigators to have a living journal of every single unexplainable event that happens here. When I start to see what I saw before, My ass is gone. I was seeing black masses crossing my bedroom ceiling but since that lady came here in '09 to "Cleanse" the property, we don't hear any audible growling anymore, this haunting is something totally different.

The Blood Hound & We're Watching...

These events took place on Wednesday night, January 12, 2011 between 7:15 and 7:30pm. I heard a noise coming from upstairs again, this time the sound was from a blood hound named Charlie. Charlie is my Uncle Pat's pet dog, when I heard Charlie howl, I would like to add that this is an unmistakable howl that this particular animal makes and when I heard it I instantly thought of Charlie. I called upstairs to ask if Uncle Pat had showed up, because that's what he does, he just shows up unannounced whenever he wants. I spoke to my Brother and he said, "No, Pat isn't here", and I said, "Well, I just heard Charlie howl" and he looked outside on the front porch but nobody was here. So, I blew off the first event as a sliding chair or something, but when it happened 4 consecutive times in the period of 15 minutes, I began to write everything down. I went upstairs to see for myself what was actually going on and I found my Parents sitting down relaxing, watching TV in a semi-quiet atmosphere. I told my Parents everything I just experienced and they were stumped also, so my Mom and I were getting a load of laundry together to wash and my Dad went downstairs. He didn't say anything to us and I guess I stayed upstairs for about 20 minutes and when I went back downstairs, I found my Dad sitting in the dark. I cut the lights on and said, "What are you doing"? he said, "I was trying to hear Charlie". So, we sat and listened for about 5 minutes and he decided just to go upstairs. When we walked into the kitchen area, I noticed something very strange because it was shining in my face due to a reflection of light. Earlier in the day my Mom gave me a tool she had found and it's purpose is to measure angles in the trade of duct work. She laid it on my kitchen table, on a stack of papers and I completely forgot about it until.... now, It was turned on it's side, the tool is a piece of stainless steel and it's only about 1/4" inch thick. To get this tool to stay turned on it's side, is amazing all by itself, simply due to it's physical characteristics. When my Father and I saw that, we knew that we were not alone, there was an unmistakable vibe in the room of we were being watched and it was the first time since all this activity started that I have felt "Watched". These pictures are from when it actually happened.

Conversations Kill....

These events happened on Monday, January 10, 2011. It was around 11:45am and I was sending out resumes, again this happened downstairs in my apartment, I began to hear generalized yelling and shouting as if 2 people were in conversation. It came from right above my head and it was loud, so I picked up the phone and called upstairs, my Brother answered the phone and I heard complete silence. I asked, "Who's doing all the yelling up there"? and he said, "There's no one up here but me and I'm just sitting here online". Then maybe 10 minutes later, I heard my Father yelling my name through a solid brick wall, literally from outside the house I heard my Father say a shortened version of my name, "Case". Sometimes when my Dad needs help, he'll call me "Case", I knew for a fact that he was not actually calling me because at the time, he was in another state with my Mother. They went to Virginia to buy cigarettes. So, after all this happened, I just made sure I wrote it down so I could keep track of every detail.
Later that night, actually Tuesday morning, January 11, 2011. It was 2:35am, I went to use the bathroom and while I was standing there ( I left the door open because I was alone ) I heard an obvious sound, as plain as day, I heard the bedroom adjacent to the bathroom, I heard the bedroom door handle turn quickly then release, making a moderately loud noise. I stopped what I was doing and went outside the bathroom and looked at the door to see if it had been opened. I walked up to the door and touched it with 1 finger to push it open and it didn't move. I turned the handle to recreate the sound I heard and sure enough, it was the exact sound that was made.

I ran some errands in the morning and came back to go online for a bit and at 12:22pm, I heard my Father shout my name again, this time it came from above my head. I called upstairs and asked my Mother if anyone yelled for me and she said, "No, Daddy's not up here". To sum things up, that's a lot of paranormal activity or unexplainable activity for a 48 hour period. At least I think so, I've been wrong before but I can't think of any logical explaination for this activity.

OK, a Re-Cap of events...

I've been too busy to keep up with this blog and all the other things I have going on right now, However I have been taking elaborate notes of things as the events happen, so I'm going to start with last week.
My girlfriend came to spend some time with me and she arrived on the 6th of January, 2011. I guess I should start by stating that as of now I am unemployed, so I sit at the computer all day trying to find jobs to send my resume to. We spend a good bit of time in my apartment, sometimes I'll be working on my water colors after I've exhausted all my work leads, to get to the point, we spend a lot of time downstairs, in my apartment. We are both pretty much financially broke, so we don't go out and do recreational things either. Now that I've explained our living situation, sometimes I experience unexplainable events and I'll tell my girlfriend all about it, maybe later in the day she'll experience her own event, however small it may seem, the fact remains, it happened.

Thursday 01/06/2011
My girlfriend spent the first night of her visit with me. We woke up, she soon noticed that her (2) plastic bracelets were removed from her wrist (We suspected in the middle of the night?) Well, later in the same day I was searching for a paint brush, completely on the other side of the room where junk is pretty much just starting to build up, there's an old PC on the desk, some old PC speakers and I look down to see her plastic bracelets (That were gifts from her Daughter) Not only did I find her bracelets, I found the bracelets tied together with a "hangman's knot" (See Picture)


Friday 01/07/2011
OK, so after we digest the strange events of the day prior, we had an uneventful day of searching for jobs, sending out resumes and painting on my water color projects. We went to get Chinese for dinner, after dinner we were relaxing on the bed. Before we laid down on the bed to watch TV, I had lit a small Yankee Candle and set it on top of a recently acquired 100 year old cabinet/chest. The top had a picture frame, a small lamp and the candle, which was about 8 inches away from the lamp shade. So about 2 hours pass and we hear what sounds like a blow torch coming from behind us, we jump up and see that the plastic lamp shade is on fire. The candle had somehow been placed directly under neath the plastic edge of the lamp shade causing it to start fire. My girlfriend was closer so she moved the candle (Burning herself in the process) and physically blew out the fire with her breath. So, how the candle moved itself 8 inches to be perfectly placed under the lamp shade is a complete mystery. For this very reason (Fire) when I lit the candle, I made sure to place it as far away from the lamp shade as possible. Unexplainable.


Saturday 01/08/2011
This is a reoccurring event of what I'm about to share. My girlfriend had taken a shower and hung up the towel over the shower rod. Maybe an hour later she came out of the bathroom and asked me, "Did you take the blue towel off the shower rod"? "I was letting it dry and now it's just lying on the floor like a ribbon" I was looking at the towel and it actually looked like the towel was pulled from below and it fell in a natural cascading motion, looking like a ribbon or something. Now you might be saying to yourself, wow, big deal... a towel fell from the top of the shower curtain rod, but this has happened more than once and she was the one to bring it to my attention and I really didn't realize how many times it's happened but if I had to guess, I would say at least 5-6 times...

There's more to come, I have a whole page of documented events that need to be posted but running out of time right now. The following week starting at Monday 01/10/2011 is when all the audible voice/sentence fragments are heard, I will post very soon.